Another horrible day, and it's not even noon yet. I didn't get my $120 utility credit, which should be here by now. It comes on a card, so they have no excuse as the banks are processing things again. So I have no clue when that's coming and my bills are coming up. I threw a fit over it and a neighbor heard me through the walls, which is really embarrassing. She offered me $50 when she comes back from the store, which is nice (I tried to refuse it as I know she's struggling, too), but I'm not happy about it.
Then my probation officer comes over for his once in 4/5 month visit and I catch him up on all the horror that is my life. Even he was a bit taken aback and I had to think hard to come up with anything positive to say.
Then I'm off to the bus stop to try and go to therapy. I haven't been to therapy in 4 weeks now. But the bus never shows up. It was either early or really late. I missed therapy last week because my therapist wasn't in the office and I was on the bus when I saw his message to me (I don't have phone service so my phone is Wifi only). Wasted bus fare.
I'm really angry at these organizations for not helping me more. Southeast, my health clinic, needs to be doing a lot more. I am really being failed and they don't give a damn. Like, why should I have to pay at all for my meds? They're publicly funded and the meds are generic! A lot of their clients are homeless! It needs to be free! And why I don't have a bus pass from them! I'm still spending money on the bus! Last time I was there, the guy in front of me in line was irate over something and threatened to sue! Maybe we should file one together!
I don't really know what to say anymore. Why get out of bed, why leave the apartment. Why hope and pray. I'm going to get anywhere until these organizations actually do their ****ing jobs.